My hours are slumberless
Dearest the shadows
I live with are numberless
Little white flowers will never awaken you
Not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thought of ever returning you
Would they be angry if I thought of joining you
Gloomy Sunday
Gloomy is sunday with shadows I spend it all
My heart and I have decided to end it all
Soon there"ll be candles and prayers that are sad I know
let tham not weep, let then know that I'm glad to go
Death is no dream
for in death I'm caressing you
With the last breath of my soul I'll be blessing you
Gloomy Sunday
Dreaming I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you asleep in the deep of my heart
dear Darling I hope that my dream never haunted you
My heart is telling you how much I wanted you
Gloomy sunday